Furstly i's pologisin for taking so long posting our walk on Tuesday. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed has been very slow getting organised. 

We went to anuther noo place, but this noo place is called Tremain woods. We got off the bus at Penparc and walked along this lane. Can you see the mist hanging ofur the river in the distance with the top of the mountain peeping ofur the top?

 There be sheeps in the field next to the track we went along. There be a mummy sheep with two babies.

Then we got to the woods and here be the photies She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed took, 

This big tree has fallen ofur.

Here I come! 

Just having a little rest with my stick.

It's a little early for the bluebells yet. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed says we may come back next week. 

There were a few muddy patches 

Getting my furs wet, it has to be done 

Lazy pigs 

The mist has gone from the river now 

Just having another rest before we get the bus home. 

We went on a l-o-n-g walk with Auntie Jane this afternoon. We started off across the fields we usually go in at the end of the road, down through the enchanted wood and onto the cliff path. Usually we turn back here cos this is sposed to be quite far enough for a puppy, but i's growing up now so She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed thought as I hadn't had much walks last week and will be having a quiet day tomorrow it wouldn't hurt to do a proper walk. We went all the way to those rocks sticking out like Smudges  tail.

 Auntie Jane taking selfies to send to a friend to show him where she's walking.

 The scenic behind us.

Here I am with She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed 

Auntie Jane posing for the piccie box.

 Here we are again.

 More scenics from the way we came.

 We're getting nearer those rocks, they're called Pen Peles.

 We're here. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed says that seals used to sunbathe on the rocks here and there's a cavern underneath us where they hang out in the mating season and you can hear the bulls roaring through the ground, but there's no seals here today only seagulls.

 After we left Pen Peles we headed inland cos it was just as quick to go on as go back the way we came. When we left the cliff path I let She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed off her walking string and found a cool stream to have a drink.

 This piccie has got in the wrong place. There was a BIG boat following us as we walked along the cliff path. It looks tiny, but it was a long way out in the big waters.

 The path led through these woods with lots of daffydils

to this water wheel. I wonder why there is a water wheel in the middle of nowhere? 

 Then we went across some more fields to this deserted farm

 If She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed had enough pennies she would buy it and rebuild it, but she hasn't so we won't be living here.

Then we went across a few more fields before we got back on the road and went home.

She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed has a newpiccie box, here are some of the very furst piccies she took with it in the field. 

 I love splashing in the ditch.

 I practice my down stays

And I chase flies 

It's all very tiring